so you do not come my wayhome, like a holister bird.shores heavy in fine goldyour winds tipped in diamonds.

take her to a place she candance all night. where streetlights holler and burst.

why are you so scared?tell me did you everfind that light?

blazoning and shifting.because of her eyes.have you seen it love?

it has been a weekand I am a wreck.losing summer nightsto summer poetrybecause summer boysaren't around much.do you understand?I have thought of youso that my chest is bruised!I have not found a curefor it.I do not believe there is one.

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